Words Born of Silence

There were sounds, though they did not come from Michaels bedroom. They were coming from outside. I ran to the window and saw Michael outside in the garden, crying and cold under a shivering moon. In the summer, he would sit in the garden for hours sifting dirt through his delicate fingers. But this night the ground was frozen. Michaels hands were almost frostbitten. We must put a lock on his bedroom door. Words Born of Silence: Unexpected Gifts of Autism is a powerful story of one womans challe